Battling Records of the Chosen One

Lin Xun looked calm and said: "Have you come here to make a special trip with Lin?"

"Don't dare?"

Cang Zhenkun’s lips are provocatively curved.

Lin laughed, "What do you lose?"

Cang Zhenkun was very sharp and said: "Yes, this seat lost. From now on, the Cang's Protoss will not find you any trouble, win, you go with this seat, how?"

Xuan Feiling frowned: "Daoyou, is this unfair?"

Cang Zhenkun said: "Xuanfeiling, you should be clear, your mother and son are hostages, how much the price to pay is so heavy, now I am so guaranteed, it is already giving you a face of meta-teaching, otherwise, it really tears Face, the meta-teaching of today's heritage, really dare to fight with my Cang?"

The voice is faintly disdainful.

Xuan Fei Ling raised an eyebrow and said: "How about being an enemy with you? How was my Yuanjiao afraid of things?"

Cang Zhenkun’s face sank and said: “Are you sure?”

Xuan Fei Ling took out the Yuanshen of Cang Fufeng and said coldly: "How can I not be sure, or Xuan Mou will destroy the **** of this son now?"

Cang Zhenkun’s scorpion was slightly stunned, and the side of the eight singers smiled and persuaded: “Two, eliminate the gas, do not want to fight.”

Xuan Feiling sneered: "Two, Xuan ugly said in front, the reason why the left **** of the helpless wind, the smell of the bridge, is not my meta-teachers dare not kill them, rather than want to unreasonably provoke Some troubles. But if the two think that our Yuanjiao is doing this, it is a weak move, then it is a big mistake!"

Some words, throwing the ground, strong, strong.

Weng Baji frowned, and immediately smiled: "Understand. As long as the Taoist release, everyone can say."

Xuan Feiling smiled and said: "It is natural to let people go, but before that, Xuanmou needs two guarantees."

"I know that it is impossible to be so smooth."

Cang Zhenkun is cold.

Weng Baji smiled and said: "Do you like a Taoist friend."

"In fact, it is very simple. My Yuanjiao needs two guarantees. In the future, there will be no more things like the two gods who are enemies with my Yuanjiao."

Xuanfei Lingdao.

"Yes." Wen Baji immediately agreed.

"There is nothing in the air."

Xuan Feiling said that he had come up with two black jade characters. "This is the "swearing" made by the strength of my Yuanjiao order. If the two agree, they will be in the name of the clan and their own way. I swear by my heart and imprint myself with it."

I heard the eight poles suddenly frowning.

Cang Zhenkun has been cold and cold: "Xuanfeiling, you want to humiliate me?"

Xuan Fei Ling calmly said: "Can you save these two sons, it is between you."

"Well, since the Taoist friends insist on this, the old man will never refuse."

Say, Wen Baji took a black jade, swears, and then branded a blood in the black jade, and returned to Xuan Fei Ling.

Xuan Fei Ling looked at Cang Zhenkun.

Cang Zhenkun took a deep breath, no nonsense, and the same method, and finally returned the jade, "Now, always let go?"

Xuanfeiling put away the jade, and kindly reminded: "The two can remember that once the vows are violated today, you will have problems in your state of mind, and you will go to the devil, but you will lose your way."

After that, this handed over the gods of Cang Fufeng and Wenqiao Shui.

Suddenly, the whole person who heard the Eight Pole and Cang Zhenkun was a lot easier.

"Daoyou, dare to ask the treasures of my gods and sons?"

I heard the eight poles.

Xuan Fei Ling did not hesitate to say: "It is said that all are destroyed in the demon domain."

I heard the muscles on the face of the eight poles twitching, said: "It turns out."

Cang Zhenkun angered: "There are many heavenly and nine-order orders in my family, and may be destroyed?"

"Maybe it is lost in the Ten Devils?"

Xuan Fei Ling looked innocent.

It seems that Lin Xun almost laughed.

"Things are gone, the old man will leave."

When I heard about this, I thought about it again. I looked at Lin Xun and said: "When the old man came, I heard that many people in Fangchengshan were trapped in the 'Taiyu Reality'. Is it true?"

Lin Xunzi condensed and said: "What do you want to say to Daoyou?"

Wen Baji smiled and said: "Nothing, the old man just wants to tell the Taoist friends. Now you can be photographed by many great forces in the ninth day, so I am kind enough to remind you."

After that, he turned and went.

Lin can not hear, can you smell the threat in the eight-pole?

"You don't have to bother with this. This old thing is alarmist. If you are in trouble with the mountain, the spiritual education is afraid that it will be the first time."

Xuan Fei Ling does not speak the sound of the sound.

Lin sighed, and the mind had already made a note, and took time to contact the three sisters.

"Lin, there is one thing I forgot to tell you."

At this time, Cang Zhenkun suddenly smiled and his eyes were cold. "Although the catastrophe of the millennium is destined to fall, there are many old guys in the ninth day who are very interested in the path of immortal supreme. Once you want to do something, you can do everything. Advise you to hide in the Yuanjiao for a thousand years and then go out and be a shrinking turtle. Otherwise, you will be afraid of life."

After that, he also turned and went.

"And slow."

Lin Xun suddenly spoke.

"How, fear?"

Cang Zhenkun squatted, his head did not return, and the voice was a little disdainful.

"You don't want to learn from it, why not leave after a fight?"

Lin searched casually.

Cang Zhenkun turned around, and the scorpion was as sharp as a sword. "If you lose, you can go with this seat."

"can."

Lin nodded.

Xuan Fei Ling stopped talking and finally retreated to one side.

Hey!

The long sword behind Cang Zhenkun plucked out. This is a long sword with a whole body like ink. It is filled with heart-breaking blood and sorrow.

And Cang Zhenkun’s way of doing things was also at this moment, and a wheel of God like a black day emerged behind him. When it was slowly rotating, the nearby void collapsed, and the vast seas roared.

He looked cold and scorpion, and said: "Come on, let this part see and see, what is the immortal way!"

The sound is nine days and ten places.

The power of Cang Zhenkun is extremely prosperous, and it is far more powerful than the relatives of Zu Wenheng and Fu Wenzhao. The whole person’s sword is full of sorrow and horror.

Xuanfei Ling’s nephew was condensed and said: “This old thing has been proven to be an eternal foundation, and it’s a real chance to break the ground. You have to be careful.”

One is about to prove the eternal existence!

Lin searched for a scorpion, and immediately opened a gas machine.

boom!

Wuyuan Jianding appeared in the sky and flowed hundreds of millions of lights.

The next moment, he moved out of thin air and killed him.

“There is no life!”

In the hands of Cang Zhenkun, the black swords smashed out thousands of times, and a heavy black sword was intertwined, just like the countless worlds of the magic world.

The horrible and unparalleled sword makes this sea area completely boiling and blasting, and the void is disordered.

Lin seeks to hold the sword and the hard.

Hey!

The black sword shadow of the sky was broken by layers, and the light rain splashed.

Cang Zhenkun’s scorpion has an unexpected color.

He did not keep it. It was also a killing move, which was a cross-border figure. It was also extremely difficult to achieve its edge, but now it is easily resolved by Lin Xun.

"The chaos of the chaos!"

When the mind was turning, Cang Zhenkun stepped on the air and stabbed it with a black sword in his hand.

Everything between the heavens and the earth, the light and shadow seem to be swallowed up by the smattering of the sword, so that this sea is like a sudden fall into a silent darkness.

Followed by this, the bitterness of the smashing edge suddenly broke out from this thorn.

boom!

Just as countless heavy spaces are penetrated, this thorn gives a feeling of human beings, as if to break everything, nowhere to go, no resistance.

clang! ! !

The sound of the earth's collision was resounding, and the nearby seas were overturned. The torrent of destruction slammed into it, as if it were to drown the sky.

I saw Cang Zhenkun, a sword of chaos in the past, but at this moment was blocked by Wuyuan Jianding!

Cang Zhenkun’s pupils suddenly shrank.

"It's me!"

I saw Lin’s squatting figure, and picked up the sword and smashed out. It was simple and rude, and even some of them were barbaric. Like the ancient gods, they moved from Kunlun to Nine.

clang!

Cang Zhenkun was hard-sworded by the sword, but he was shaken to suffocate his blood and his face was changed. This is how the power of the boy is so abnormal when he is in the early days of the game.

Bang!

Before he reacted, Lin Xun’s offensive had rushed like a storm.

His figure shines, and he shakes the innocent swords and densely and densely, and the nearby voids are completely shattered. The shadow of a heavy sword is wrapped in the light of hundreds of millions of heavy roads.

In such a fierce scene, Xuan Fei Ling was sweating.

This way of fighting is simply too rude and too fierce!

Cang Zhenkun is even more dumbfounded.

He also thought that there was no mystery in the immortal way, but whoever thought, but it was so arrogant, there was no rule at all.

Cang Zhenkun did not retreat, and he tried his best to run the road. He and Lin searched hard. He did not believe in his own roads that had been deposited for countless years, and he could not get a young man in the early days of detachment.

clang! clang! clang!

The dense and violent collision sounds like a nine-day thunder, and the devastating airflow is like a hurricane, and the road is raging.

This sea area is completely plunged into chaos and turmoil.

With the hard hit, Cang Zhenkun's blood continued to roll, and at the end of the day, he was shocked and smashed from time to time, and finally he couldn't resist coughing up a blood.

The face of his face has been unstoppable.

The power of Lin Xun’s power is completely subverted by his predictions, and even powerful is somewhat outrageous!

Gradually, Cang Zhenkun began to cough up blood, and his figure was completely suppressed by the violent blast of Lin Xun. The black sword in his hand continued to scream.

Not long after, click!

A blast of sound broke through, and the black sword that was smashed by Cang Zhenkun for countless years was actually smashed and smashed.

Almost at the same time, Cang Zhenkun, who could not withstand the power of such horrific repression, flew out of the body like a ball that was kicked.

The figure has not yet stabilized, and the hemoptysis is constantly in the lips, which is obviously suffering from serious injuries.

Seeing Lin Xun will continue to rush forward, Xuan Fei Ling immediately stopped: "Lin Xun, the visitors are guests, leaving some face to Cang Dao."